Syrup
Where I live
Ants find any sweetness.
a sex thinktank
Bulleted woman
With a messed up face
Saw her unmarred self
Bloom in sleep
Somewhere along the brow
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If I trace the lines of your palm
with only the tip
by Whitney Kerutis
The hem of lungs pick up at 4am
when the city arches on bottoming out;Continue Reading